the words unwritten remain unfound
to hide away this light is earthbound
and down the waters this place has drown
so run and run and run this far
this place won't stay, it leaves a scar
we fight along within this war
swords in hand, and a hanging cigar
the weathered grass still sleeps in the cold
not bothered by light still standing so bold
leave here now for this place is getting old
stepping outbound away from this threshold
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